Ana Criado, Solis & Sean Truby break away

When I shake off all the dust
Unpack boxes full of stuff
When I see these feathers fall
Burning gold, got rid of all
Give away,
It opens doors
Figure out, discover
There's so much more
Break away, stand tall
You will always see the new if you just let things go
You know you will let in what you trust
When you break away, stand tall